Chanyi walked to the box where the winter gift was placed outside, and instructed the maid to find a few food boxes, and ordered some skins, halva, and tea brought by her grandmother, which happened to be the amount of several masters in the house.

She was taking out the halva and carefully distributing it into a few small food boxes, when she heard Xie Shi's slightly hesitant voice, and her tone slowed down, "Mother, I have been sick for a long time, and my husband has no one to take care of me, and now Aunt Yan is ...... The daughter-in-law thought that it would be better to give her husband a good concubine, so that she could take care of her husband's daily life..."

Chanyi's hand paused, staring straight at the picture of the young son on the food box, and finally took this step, the pain in her mother's heart must be not much less than when she learned that Jian Anjie and Xia Xianyi had a personal affair, being a housewife must be generous, benevolent and generous, these words are good, but which woman is willing to share her husband with others?

Chan Yi clenched her fists tightly, trying to relax, lowered her eyes to divide the halva, and went to divide the tea leaves, the voice of the people in the middle was very low, and the tone of the old lady Xia was a little surprised.

"You're still sick, what are you talking about?"

Yes, my mother is still sick, but I have to worry about this, in my mother's heart, my father is still the boy who has to find a sachet for my mother even if he tears his clothes, but in his father's heart, I am afraid that my mother will have faded away and become as old as the statue of Guanyin hanging in the Buddhist shrine.

Chanyi frowned, divided the tea bags one by one, and heard the mocking voice of Mrs. Xie, and her tone was calm: "Since you know that Yingxue is sick, you should take care of these things yourself, but you don't care about your son, do you want Yingxue, the wife, to go down to her husband's face?"

Then there was the old voice of Mrs. Xia, with some anger: "If I wasn't afraid that Yingxue would not be happy, I would have taken a few concubines for him, which big family doesn't focus on the heirs? When she married in, how could I have said a heavy word? How could I have made her do something unpleasant? Could it be that your daughter is noble, and my son is made of mud? Knock casually if you want?"

Chanyi was dumbfounded when she heard this, she never knew that her beloved grandmother would be so nonsense, reversing right and wrong, and it was obviously her mother who was wronged, but she was beaten like this......

Old Madam Xie smashed the teacup in her hand with a 'bang', "Zhou Manjing, do you want to be embarrassed?" Look at Yingxue, look at Wanwan and Brother Che, you pat your own conscience again, and say who beat whom? In vain, you have lived a handful of years, and the more you live, the more you go back, what am I here for? Are you uncomfortable with me just for Yingxue? Brother Che, Wanwan's surname is the surname of your son Xia Shijing, and in the future, it will be for your son to retire and die, can I, my grandmother, still be stained with the light of your Xia Mansion? Wake up!"

Chanyi's eyes were lowered, and she reached out and gently stroked the few good skins, not only her father was not sober, but even her grandmother didn't think much about it, she said that she was next generation, but the grandmother paid the most attention to her father's son in this life, and others, grandchildren, daughters-in-law combined, I am afraid that this son is not as important.

There was no sound for a long time.

Mother Su looked at her absent-minded appearance from the side, and felt a little unbearable, it was difficult for her to be so small, so she had to worry about the affairs of the adults in the family, with softness in her eyes, she reminded in a low voice: "Second Miss, you have to pick a few pieces, and you have to distribute them to the courtyards in a while......"

Chanyi let out a low "um", turned her head sideways and said softly: "Let the maid go and notify a few yards, and say that the grandfather's family has sent a lot of skins, and they all come to Dongnuan Pavilion to pick one." ”